Why am I here?

Why am i writing? I don't know, maybe subconciously, I need to vent. No one really around to talk to about it.
I feel like a whore in a lot of ways, from emotionally cheating on my husband. I'm not anymore but I still talk to guys, not just friends, but guys that like me. A lot.
Attention whore I guess. I don't understand it.
Anyway, things are working out so far with us. Even though we irritate each other, being as we are both such OCD control freaks haha
As for my MS, going through another round of Solumedrol treatment. Ugh, I wish they could get my meds right, something more aggressive.
I think that's it for now.